the broken,
the bruised,
the unwanted,
the hopeless,
the soft spoken,
the jaded,
the cynical,
the sleepless,
the dreamers,
the restless,

Where do we go

however, I am becoming more and more aware
of dislike, of hatred of prejudice
askew colors abundant in your prism
never to find my face in the rainbow
forced to uncover fashion and change in my religion
my ethnicity falls short in social patterns
pride lingers in shadows, tongues afraid of isolation
untrained observer shouts noises, sounds, silences
unsure of what faces to make, unable to recognize
conscious intentions have made me a monster
a beast unique of human characteristics
label me to give reason for your annihilation
in your mayhem I have found my own path of destruction

I would tell you that it was a ghost cage your wings fluttered against.
There is no ruse darling, no intent to capture you, my dear.
There again, when your restlessness disrupted our peace.
In an unintended moment, I assumed you were trying to leave me.
When harsh words ensued, amidst strategic insults, into your wounds
I dug my fingers in deeper as my own shield.
Refusing to relent, I pressed until your lips ushered
the words I thought I needed to hear.
But before you tell me to go, before I turn to leave.
Understand my fragility.
Know this resolve was not easy.  
Believe that I loved deeply, shared secrets untold.
Brought you close to my heart , imprinted you unto my soul.
In prospect that fate might never lead you back to me.
In a world that denies most their happy ever after endings.
My love.
I knew I had to let you go. I had to set you free.